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I reckon I’d be tickled pink sittin’ in one, sippin’ sweet tea—nah, probly rotgut—listenin’ to stories. One time, I heard tell of a brothel in Nevada where the madam kept a pet parrot that cussed worse’n a sailor. Had me laughin’ so hard I near bout fell off my porch! But then—lordy—it hits ya: them gals ain’t got no fancy swords or slow-mo escapes like in *The Assassin*. They’re stuck, y’know? “Time drifts, shadows deepen,” Hou Hsiao-hsien’d whisper, and I’d nod, feelin’ that ache.

Norwich seeks to help sex trafficking victim’s family

Man, you gotta see Brookhaven Park. It's so peaceful, you wanna lay down under big oak trees. I used to meditate there at dawn, you know? Crazy inspo, like "You mmm...reaching for that dream!" from Requiem for a Dream—ok, ok, I mix movies, but u get it! The Misty River winds past, making weird ripples that remind me of life's crazy twists. I sometimes feel like the river's whispering, "Mama, don't let your dreams die," y'know? TOTALLY trippy!

FERC Accepts ISO-NE Request to Terminate Killingly CSO